"I lov'd fair Leonora long before / The Chance of Battel gave me to the Moors, / From whom so late Alonzo set me Free; / And while I groan'd in Bondage, I deputed / This Great Alonzo, whom her Father honours, / To be my gentle Advocate in Love, / To stir her Heart, and fan its Fires for me."

"Souls [are] elevate, angelic, wing'd with fire / To reach the distant skies, and triumph there / On thrones, which shall not mourn their masters changed; / Though we from earth, ethereal they that fell."